You can replace me, but you can't replace the memories.
So you want to be happy? Then stop letting the smallest things ruin your whole entire day. If you're bored with your daily routine, do something unexpected. Stop complaining about how alone you are when you're surrounded by people who actually care about you. Forget all the drama and let go of all the grudges you've been holding. Take a risk for once. Let yourself be happy, because you deserve it.
Her philosophy in life is that she might die at any moment. The tragedy, she said, was that she didn't.
"Some people are old at 18 and young at 90. Time is a concept that humans created" -Yoko Ono
I know it's a question you probably don't want to answer, but I just need to ask - why did you give up on me?
If he's not doing anything to keep you, why are you fighting to stay?
But after a while, you just learn to ignore all the names they call you and trust who you are.
I hope that you know months ago, I was his first call in the morning and his last thought at night. I hope you know that I was his first love, that I was there before you. I wiped away the tears and held him through the rough nights; and now all your getting is my sloppy seconds, because dear, he still tells me that he cares and to you? He only whispers it when he's unbuttoning your shirt.
Don't give him the satisfaction of knowing you'll always be waiting.
"But who prays for Satan? Who, in eighteen centuries, has had the common humanity to pray for the one sinner who needed it most?" - Mark Twain
I guess I never really gave up on you because in the back of my mind I still believe, we'll get our second chance.
Everything is nothing, with a twist.
I think you could fall in love with anyone if you saw the parts of them that no one else gets to see. Like if you followed them around invisibly for a day and you saw them crying in their bed at night or singing to themselves as they make a sandwich or even just walking along the street and even if they were really weird and had no friends at school, I think after seeing them at their most vulnerable you wouldn’t be able to help falling in love with them.
At first glance, it may appear too hard, but look again. Always look again.
There's a reason I said I would be happier alone. It wasn't because I thought I would be happier alone. It was because I thought if I loved someone and then it fell apart, I might not make it. It's easier to be alone.
It's sad but it's true, that society says her life is already over.
You're a little late, I'm already torn.
Before you commit to someone, get to know them. You can't have a good future without a great history. You may feel like just by knowing them for a month, you're good to go, but that's rarely the case. If you rush into things with someone, somewhere along the wat you're gonna find out something about them that makes you lose feelings and you're gonna regret taking it so quickly. If you go too fast, you'll crash, so take it slow and let the good times last.
If she's not what you want, then don't act like she is.
I used to love him, fuck it I still do, cause love doesn't die, but it can kill you.
Apologies don't fix broken hearts.
I loved you, just because we broke up doesn't mean I can turn it off like that.
I know I kinda pushed you away, but even if I hadn't done that, I doubt you would have stayed. No one ever stays.
I don't associate with people who blame the world for their problems. Because you're your problem, and you're also your solution.
There's a difference between having a real relationship and just being together because you're used to it. There's a difference between meaning your "I love yous" and just saying it because that's "what you do". There's a difference between being together and wanting to be together. It's a relationship, not a routine.
It's okay to visit memory lane, just don't live there.
"We just stopped loving each other, which is more devastating than having a specific reason" -Adele
They say hold on to your hope, but you know if you swallow your pride, you'll choke.
If it doesn't work out the first time, it probably won't work out the second, third or fourth time either. Have more consideration for yourself and don't let the same person hurt again.
That's how I knew it was the end: because you told me it was and because I let it be.
Sometimes when you can't choose what stays and what fades away.
(What's sad is that this is true)
They teach you that the truth is good, then when you say it, everybody gets offended.
I was your cure, and you were my disease, I was saving you, but you were killing me.
"Well look who I ran into," crowed Coincidence. "Please," flirted fate "it was meant to be".
Don't waste your time on people who see you as you were, rather than as you are. If they can't let go of the past, let go of them.